Sucker

We're coming down to the last weeks of the school year, and I'm really starting to get sentimental about it. This year has flown by faster than I could have ever imagined. The 8th graders have really grown up, and *tear* I really am going to miss them when they move on.

And, I AM SO ANNOYED!

This is exactly my problem. Every year I struggle through the weeks and months stressed beyond belief, declaring loud-and-clear-for-all-to-hear that I am officially NOT cut out to be a teacher. I am too stressed. I am too frustrated.

About three quarters of the way through the year, every year, I have officially decided that after I have kids, I will pursue a different career path.

And..

Then..

The final days of school arrive. And, I am sucked in once more. Sucked into seeing how much the students have matured and grown over the years. Sucked into laughing at the memories (that at the time had me blowing smoke out of my ears or holding in tears of frustration). Sucked into feeling so much a part of these students' lives. Sucked into believing I have made an impact on them. Sucked into the happiness and pride of watching them grow up and move on.

I am such a sucker.

And, I am so very incredibly mad about it.